ARLINGTON.

C. M.

THOMAS AUGUSTINE ARNE.

32 The great and effectual door.
1 JESUS, thou all-redeeming Lord,
Thy blessing we implore;
Open the door to preach thy word,
The great, effectual door.

2 Gather the outcasts in, and save
From sin and Satan's power;
And let them now acceptance have,
And know their gracious hour.

3 Lover of souls! thou know'st to prize
What thou hast bought so dear:
Come, then, and in thy people's eyes
With all thy wounds appear.

4 The hardness of our hearts remove, Thou who for all hast died;

Show us the tokens of thy love,
Thy feet, thy hands, thy side.

5 Ready thou art the blood to apply,
And prove the record true;
And all thy wounds to sinners cry,
"I suffered this for you."

CHARLES WESLEY.

33 God, the only object of worship.

1 O GOD, our strength, to thee our song With grateful hearts we raise; To thee, and thee alone, belong

All worship, love, and praise.

2 In trouble's dark and stormy hour
Thine ear hath heard our prayer;
And graciously thine arm of power
Hath saved us from despair.

8 And thou, O ever gracious Lord,
Wilt keep thy promise still,

If, meekly hearkening to thy word, We seek to do thy will.

4 Led by the light thy grace imparts, Ne'er may we bow the knee

To idols, which our wayward hearts Set up instead of thee.

5 So shall thy choicest gifts, O Lord, Thy faithful people bless;

For them shall earth its stores afford, And heaven its happiness.

34

HARRIET AUBER

Vying with the angels.

1 A THOUSAND oracles divine
Their common beams unite,
That sinners may with angels join,
To worship God aright.

2 Triumphant host! they never cease
To laud and magnify
The Triune God of holiness,
Whose glory fills the sky.

3 By faith the upper choir we meet,
And challenge them to sing
Jehovah on his shining seat,
Our Maker and our King.

4 But God made flesh is wholly ours,
And asks our noblest strain;
The Father of celestial powers,
The Friend of earthborn man!

Doxology.

CHARLES WESLEY,

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
The God whom we adore,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore!

MAINZER.

L. M.

JOSEPH MAIN

35

Grace, pardon, and life.

1 FATHER of heaven, whose love profound
A ransom for our souls hath found,
Before thy throne we sinners bend';
To us thy pardoning love extend.
2 Almighty Son, incarnate Word,
Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy saving grace extend.
3 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath
The soul is raised from sin and death,
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
To us thy quickening power extend.
4 Jehovah! Father, Spirit, Son,
Mysterious Godhead! Three in One!
Before thy throne we sinners bend;
Grace, pardon, life, to us extend.

136 True worship every-where accepted. 1 0 THOU to whom, in ancient time, The lyre of Hebrew bards was strung Whom kings adored in song sublime, And prophets praised with glowing ton 2 Not now on Zion's height alone The favored worshiper may dwell, Nor where, at sultry noon, thy Son Sat weary by the patriarch's well. 3 From every place below the skies, The grateful song, the fervent prayer The incense of the heart may rise

To heaven, and find acceptance there. 4 0 Thou to whom, in ancient time, The holy prophet's harp was strung, To thee at last in every clime, Shall temples rise and praise be sung.

JOHN PIERPONT

SCOTCH TUNE, ARR. BY LOWELL MASON

MILLER. L. M.

C. P. E. BACH, ARR. BY DR. MILLER.

38

Solemn adoration.

1 ETERNAL Power, whose high abode
Becomes the grandeur of a God,
Infinite lengths beyond the bounds
Where stars revolve their little rounds!

2 Thee while the first archangel sings,
He hides his face behind his wings,
And ranks of shining thrones around
Fall worshiping, and spread the ground.
3 Lord, what shall earth and ashes do?
We would adore our Maker too;
From sin and dust to thee we cry,
The Great, the Holy, and the High.

4 Earth, from afar, hath heard thy fame,
And worms have learned to lisp thy name:
But O! the glories of thy mind
Leave all our soaring thoughts behind.
5 God is in heaven, and men below:
Be short our tunes; our words be few:
A solemn reverence checks our songs,
And praise sits silent on our tongues.

3 To us the sacred word apply With sovereign power and energy; And may we, in thy faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear.

4 Father, in us thy Son reveal; Teach us to know and do thy will: Thy saving power and love display, And guide us to the realms of day.

40

JOHN FAWCETT.

God revealed to faith.

1 NOT here, as to the prophet's eye, The Lord upon his throne appears; Nor seraphim responsive cry,

"Holy thrice holy!" in our ears:

2 Yet God is present in this place,
Veiled in serener majesty;
So full of glory, truth, and grace,
That faith alone such light can see.

3 Nor, as he in the temple taught,
Is Christ within these walls revealed,
When blind, and deaf, and dumb were
brought,

Lepers and lame, and all were healed:

4 Yet here, when two or three shall meet, Or thronging multitudes are found, All may sit down at Jesus' feet, And hear from him the joyful sound. 5 Send forth the seraphim, O Lord, To touch thy servants' lips with fire; Saviour, give them thy faithful word;

Come Holy Ghost their hearts inenire.

WAUGH.

S. M.

REV. RALPH HARRISO

1 COME, ye that love the Lord,
And let your joys be known;
Join in a song with sweet accord,
While ye surround his throne.

2 Let those refuse to sing

Who never knew our God,

But servants of the heavenly King
May speak their joys abroad.

3 The God that rules on high,
That all the earth surveys,

That rides upon the stormy sky,
And calms the roaring seas;

4 This awful God is ours,

Our Father and our Love;

He will send down his heavenly powers, To carry us above.

5 There we shall see his face,
And never, never sin;

There, from the rivers of his grace,
Drink endless pleasures in:

6 Yea, and before we rise

To that immortal state,

The thoughts of such amazing bliss
Should constant joys create.

7 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;

Celestial fruit on earthly ground From faith and hope may grow: 8 Then let our songs abound,

And every tear be dry;

We're marching through Immanuel's ground,

42 Creating love and redeeming grace.

1 FATHER, in whom we live,

In whom we are, and move,

The glory, power, and praise receive Of thy creating love.

2 Let all the angel throng

Give thanks to God on high, While earth repeats the joyful song, And echoes to the sky.

3 Incarnate Deity,

Let all the ransomed race

Render in thanks their lives to thee,
For thy redeeming grace.

4 The grace to sinners showed,
Ye heavenly choirs proclaim,
And cry,
"Salvation to our God,
Salvation to the Lamb!"

43

CHARLES WESLEY,

The sacrifice of praise.

1 WITH joy we lift our eyes
To those bright realms above,
That glorious temple in the skies,
Where dwells eternal Love.

2 Before thy throne we bow,
O thou almighty King;
Here we present the solemn vow,
And hymns of praise we sing,
3 While in thy house we kneel,
With trust and holy fear,
Thy mercy and thy truth reveal,
And lend a gracious ear.
4 Lord, teach our hearts to pray,
And tune our lips to sing;
Nor from thy presence cast away

MALVERN.

L. M.

LOWELL MASON.

44 The great Shepherd with his flock.
1 JESUS, where'er thy people meet,
There they behold thy mercy-seat;
Where'er they seek thee, thou art found,
And every place is hallowed ground.
2 For thou, within no walls confined,
Dost dwell with those of humble mind;
Such ever bring thee where they come,
And, going, take thee to their home.
3 Great Shepherd of thy chosen few,
Thy former mercies here renew;
Here, to our waiting hearts, proclaim
The sweetness of thy saving name.

4 Here may we prove the power of prayer
To strengthen faith and sweeten care;
To teach our faint desires to rise,
And bring all heaven before our eyes.

10 THOU, our Saviour, Brother, Friend,
Behold a cloud of incense rise;
The prayers of saints to heaven ascend,
Grateful, accepted sacrifice.

2 Regard our prayers for Zion's peace;
Shed in our hearts thy love abroad;
Thy gifts abundantly increase;
Enlarge, and fill us all with God.

3 Before thy sheep, great Shepherd, go,
And guide into thy perfect will;
Cause us thy hallowed name to know;
The work of faith in us fulfill.

4 Help us to make our calling sure;
O let us all be saints indeed,
And pure, as thou thyself art pure,
Conformed in all things to our Head.

5 Take the dear purchase of thy blood: Thy blood shall wash us white as snow: Present us sanctifled to God,

And perfected in love below.

CHARLES WESLEY.